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Hymns of CreationNativity of the UniverseEzoss GardenThe Fate of LyvilnDlouss MarchSongs of UlyThe Battle of MraPilgrimage to CelsiaThe Gelzian AnthemA Council on HailuLgas EscapeThe Blue Planet

Nativity of the Universe

Floating in the astral plane,Bathing in the cosmic void,I bring upon a stardust rain:Asunder asteroid.

But watch again:These seeds to sendAnd touch and birth these rocks;These revolving discs, in orbit locked.

And so I raise a skyUpon a distant throne,And split again, herebyWe form a planet of our own.

Ezoss Garden

And upon this world, we do buildA crib for life and food.And in this life, instilledSentience, I do include.

And so green leaves do riseAs fish and birds do swim.But to our sudden surprise,A bipedal human has whim:

And landscapes changeUnder will of our creation.Humans hardened hands arrangeTheir birth, life, and destination.

Humanity does take powerThey form and build themselves.And society, by the hourRises and in its cities dwells.

The Fate of Lyviln

But ere these men did lay their lawOne solemn axiom the gods saw:The planes would be aligned And humans soon resigned.

And so cosmic cycles we did upholdTo keep all humans out of tyranny.They were not to pass one hundred years oldLess they be of contained rarity.

Lyviln did to this fate submitBy our universal law, which does admit:Fire so morbidly to ash in conformityThe life that is mortal lives always mortally.

Dlouss March

The shining blades of Tholrian Swing and reign in Wests fright!Our tune, our march AeolianMarks the devil of the night!

Oh tremble here, gods on HailuWinter will fall with thee!For thy death and ends will ensue As none are stronger than we!

In want of thine aid, ask we did,For reprieve in hunger.But atop Hailu, all gods hidAnd tore our world asunder!

Therefore on we march night and dayTo usurp Life as thou.And fear! gods cannot hide awayAs our vexed strength nears now!

The shining blades of Tholrian Swing and reign in Wests fright!Our tune, our march AeolianMarks the devil of the night!

Songs of Uly

Ligan, Ligan, where dost thou depart?Wherefore has father banished!For my truest brother, thou art,And I fear I will find thee famished!

Ligan, Ligan, come to me,Through the mead, by the hill.I cannot find theecould it beThat thou art ill, terribly ill?

Ligan, Ligan, where dost thou depart?Wherefore has father banished!For my truest brother, thou art,And I fear I will find thee famished!

The Battle of Mra

Twas upon these fervent fields I made my descent,And apprehended the angered Thol of his land;But threw his spear he did in heavy resent:For upon these troubled fields, none understand.

Though in want of peace, Cyriatum did requestTo make amends and allow armies rest.But Tholrians scoffed, thinking them powerlessThough truly, only Cyriatum was blessed.

For upon these fields of MiaeThere would be suffering today.

Thols men did amass to thousands eighty that of one,Weary, but driven.Haldns men were one fourth of that sum,But genius, were they given.

Thol did ready his approachWhile Haldn made crescent,And Thols men he did encroachTo send into their earnest descent.

For upon these fields of MiaeThere would be suffering today.

Pilgrimage to Celsia

Men and gods do flock to youIn hopes of days of Eden.You hardened rock, shining blue;You warming stone, sole beacon.

In forests dim, through caverns oldNature does express you.And one breath breathes, all are toldThat beauty, tis all true.

And hold thy woods, beauteous love,Hold thy lovely deserts bright!Hold thy koi, thy mourning dove,And hold thy sounding of the night!

Do accept, with loving graceMy kind, from irons spark.And though we are a different race,Do accept, and we shall hark!

The Gelzian Anthem

Hear, oh hear, the march of men!Breaking, breaking down thy walls!Fear, oh fear, thy fear again!For at thy heals death now crawls!

Tis the song for all the foes,Enemies of state, indeed.For if thy spite arose, Wed slay thee upon thy steeds!

Oh, Mother Gelzia, shining supreme!And Father Gru, Man of War!Our kingdom of highest esteem,That all others live to adore!

Tis the song for all the West,Gods and Men alike,For our society is the bestIn our omnipotent Reich!

A Council on Hailu

Come all ye, Aill and gods,For here will ensue a great discourse.Our great Lisu is shaken and sobsAnd waits patient for this chorus.

The council will soon decideIf here humans may reside.For they have festered in destructionTheir demise is our sole deduction.

But act not hasty, my dear friends:Humanity will not learn from this grave end.For you misunderstand humans desire:They are in want of love, not fire.

All life must have lifetis Natures willTo destroy is to misunderstand.Humans adopt ignorance, and so they kill;I am Lyna, and this is my stand!

Wherefore dost thou demand?Death, it is at hand.Thou dost not own this landWherefore is thy demand?

To unheard Lyna, no attention was givenFor one solemn maxim did decree:It was by war that humans were driven;It was their noxious disease.

In spite of her desperate attempts,Gods did feel desperate contempt; And so they raised weary eyes To the possibility of human demise.

We must now compromise:The hour of destruction is growing near,And fire will spread across the skies,For humanity has wronged its steer.

Lgas Escape

Humanity, it has wronged its steer:Pain and death will ensue.And this I now do overhear:For here is the council on Hailu!

In the startled light of dawn, The gods do make compromise,And raise their concerns grand and strongTo lead to humanitys rightful demise.

But soft, I cannot stay!I cannot linger in these marble halls,For there will be destruction todayAnd in sight Death slowly crawls.

If I do not make hasteAnd leave this world of debrisFor extinction I should be braced!As these lords will not help me.

And so, pass above I willUpon my cosmic ship now gleamingTo leave behind this planet so ill,With hate and war so fervently teeming.

Though in my act I do survive,From life, life is now deprived!Fire so morbidly to ash in conformity!The life that is mortal lives always mortally.

And I do pass above with intentTo watch this crumbling society,As it this shivering planet does resent:The life that began piously ends quietly.

Towards the Blue Planet I do escapeTo form life now once more;Though this time I am sure to makeA life without want of war.

The Blue Planet

Dear Blue Stone, I fly to youIn hopes of chance to begin.You hardened rock, shining blue;You warming stone, sole beacon.

Though thy ruined Sister does lamentHer rapid loss of life,In my hopes I do presentAll cessation of strife.

For thy woods, beauteous loveDo not thrive for hate.And thy birds, thy mourning doveSing only to create.

Methinks we may test againOur human invention;And perhaps these will abstainFrom any harmful intention.

Do accept, with loving graceMy kind, from irons spark.And though I am a different race,Do accept, and I shall hark!